I Possessed a Demon Sovereign

On the table, there is a bronze dagger.

The short sword is rusty. It looks ordinary and has no sword spirit.

But Wang Jian did not despise the dagger.

On the contrary, there was a terrible flash in his eyes.

The sword emperor suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Luoyang: "it seems that this sword is not made by master Chen himself, but what can master Chen realize from it? Is it because you are the master of kendo, master Chen

Chen Luoyang has an indifferent attitude.

But in fact, Wang Jian has been closely watched.

At the moment, hearing the other party's words, his tight heart finally loosened half.

Wang Jian had never seen this bronze dagger before.

God, I'm sorry to see that leader Chen's cold sweat is coming out.

I heard that Wang Jian had visited the sword Pavilion ten times and asked the master of the sword Pavilion for advice. His words were quite respectful, so Chen Luoyang would inevitably hesitate.

The relationship between Wang Jian and Jian Ge was unexpectedly harmonious.

What is his relationship with Xiang Ping? How many contacts?

When Xiang Ping's master went out to sea to seek medical treatment, he got the mysterious short sword. He couldn't understand it. Would he go to consult Wang Jian, the master of Kendo who is second only to the king of Kendo in the vast land of China?

According to Xiang Ping's biography, he should have no friendship with Jian.

But it's hard to make sure that Wang Jian hasn't seen the bronze dagger.

The blood in the black pot is not enough to obtain the information of Emperor Wu.

Even if Chen Luoyang is ruthless enough to order Su Wei, Zhang Tianheng and others to kill all the captured monks in Qingliang temple, it may not be enough, let alone too late.

The emperor of the sword has come to the door, and Chen Luoyang has no choice but to take risks.

Fortunately, it seems that Wang Jian has not seen this bronze dagger before, and he does not know its existence.

There's a lot to be done.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Chen Luoyang fingers hit the table: "answer the question, you are qualified to ask."

Wang Jian's eyes are as sharp as a sword. He looks at Chen Luoyang and smiles and nods: "good."

He went up the steps and came to Chen Luoyang.

The distance between the two sides is no more than two steps.

Breathe and smell each other.

Chen Luoyang let himself as much as possible relaxed, calm sitting, motionless, to Wang Jian forward, seems to care about the appearance.

Wang Jian took a look at Chen Luoyang, then turned his head and looked back at the bronze dagger.

He reached for the bronze dagger.

There was no change in the dagger.

Wang Jian carefully pondered and understood, but did not pay attention to his sword spirit.

If such a rusty sword is really ordinary, it can't bear the power of Wuzong and may lead to its collapse.

On the contrary, it was King Wu who took control of his own strength to a higher level. He could figure it out carefully without damaging the rusty sword.

Wang Jian, Emperor Wu, not to mention.

But he didn't.

For him, just holding the sword in his hand is enough.

He can already feel that this sword is not so ordinary as it appears.

But there was something deeper in it that he couldn't understand for a moment.

As if in the face of the vast sea, I know that there is another heaven and earth under the sea, the dark tide is turbulent, not so calm on the sea.

But there is no idea how deep the sea is or what is on the bottom of it.

But he couldn't go to the sea to find out.

This kind of feeling made Tangtang Jiandi extremely concerned and more interested.

Chen Luoyang sat quietly, with a leisurely and comfortable expression, not urging.

If it is confirmed that Wang Jian has never seen the bronze dagger before, which makes his tight heart Half relaxed, now that the opponent can't understand the mystery of the sword, let Chen Luoyang completely put down his heart.

He looked at each other with interest.

In Wang Jian's eyes, only this bronze dagger is left.

The swordsman is totally immersed in the world of kendo.

Inside the bronze dagger, it seems that there is a new world hidden.

However, Wang Jian only felt that he was wandering outside and was not allowed to enter.

He was sure that it was not the illusion of the moon in the mirror, but it was just visible but not palpable.

Wang Jian took a deep breath, calmed down, and then arched his hand to Chen luoyanggong: "excuse me."

Chen Luoyang man didn't care. He raised his hand and did a "please" action.

Wang Jian nodded and sat down in front of Chen Luoyang.

He put the bronze dagger on his knee.

Then close your eyes and concentrate, communicate with the short sword with your own sword spirit, and focus on the artistic conception.

The water vapor in the main hall is thick again, and the wind is whistling.

Wang Jian's side, as if set off a storm.He was not afraid of attack.

First of all, he believed that with the cultivation strength and magnanimity of the demon sect leader in front of him, he would not take the opportunity to make trouble.

Second, like Su ye before, if attacked, he would wake up at the first time and fight back fiercely.

To Wang Jian's relief, the leader of the demon sect didn't mean to sneak attack.

Chen Luoyang sat quietly on one side, but his face gradually showed an expression of dispirited interest, and seemed to feel bored.

A moment later, he looks at Wang Jian and taps his fingers on the armrest twice.

"Dong Dong!"

Wang Jian opened his eyes.

Chen Luoyang said calmly: "as I expected, now you have no force to force that sword."

Wang Jian stood up and looked at the dagger in his hand, then at Chen Luoyang.

The meaning of each other's words is very clear.

He fought with the head of the rosefinch hall, but he couldn't force the hidden sword. How could he help the other side to eliminate their worries?

What if it's eliminated?

Do you have the ability to really see that sword?

Wang Jian was not angered by the remark.

He just looked down at the bronze rusty sword in his hand.

Chen Luoyang looked calm and reached out to each other.

Wang Jian frowned and returned the bronze dagger to Chen Luoyang.

Chen Luoyang took the dagger and shook his wrist casually.

Then, on the rusty blade, suddenly there was a sword light.

Wang Jian's eyes burst out with unprecedented glare, staring at the blade.

The light of the sword disappeared in a flash.

But for a moment, what came to Wang Jian's eyes were dense and mysterious runes, which revealed the profound meaning of the sword.

The meaning of the sword is extremely terrifying, as if it contains the ultimate meaning of annihilation.

There was nothing wrong with his earlier feelings.

In this bronze short sword, there is something different. It contains wonderful sword skills.

Unfortunately, it was so fleeting that it was difficult for him to study deeply.

Wang Jian came back and looked at Chen Luoyang.

It's true that the other side's cultivation level is better than him, but he is not famous for his sword.

Wang Jian would not have been so shocked if the man in front of him was Tao forgetting the opportunity.

But now, his heart is full of ups and downs.

"You He also practiced Kendo, and his attainments were above the head of Zhuque Hall of your school? " Wang Jian asked slowly, "is that sword because of you?"

Chen Luoyang put the bronze dagger on the side table.

"Sword, as far as I'm concerned, is only one of the choices. How can it be regarded as a treasure at the bottom of the box like someone else?" His tone was light.

Wang Jian was silent.

If you can't force the first sword in Zhuque hall, naturally you can't force the magic emperor's sword.

"It's just Tao forgetting machine. You two are not qualified." Chen Luoyang light said: "I appreciate your courage and perseverance, so make an exception, the winner of your two swords, I will give him a chance."